My Dream
~well here it goes. this is a poem me and my friend Kayla made up. we each made a couple of lines at a time. So here it goes~
My Dream
I look out my window and what do I see?
I see lots of clouds and stars passing me.
the wind is what moves them, if one wish came true.
That wish would be the wind would move me to you.
Moving me ever so slowly closer to you, making us equally one.
As I glanced upward to the morning sun
wishing that you were holding me in your arms.
protecting me from whatever harm.
When others run I know you'll stay
Keeping me safe, keeping me warm, keeping me well.
Oh how i wish it were true, me being over there with you.
By my side you will always be there for me.
And i will always be there for you.
for better or worse, in rain or snow, i will be there for you.
Oh I had missed, that one faithful good kiss
the kiss that i will sorrily miss.
You had listened for this broken heart, but i didn't know what to do.
All I know is that I need to repay you.
to make up for all the days we had missed
as i sat in my bed, i had cried as i reminisced.
That had all changed with just one kiss
that one kiss, i indeed will sorrily miss.
As t he days slowly went by, the more frequently I had cried.
Each part of me barely living, feeling that some of me had died.
I sat at my window, pondering every memory i had of you.
Each memory was like a page in an open book
turning slower and slower, than the next.
Until I had came upon the most recent of them all
it was in the early month, in th early season of fall.
Where it had all started, all started to fall.
So I had dropped my thoughts, and ran away, wishing that you were here today.
Wishing that you were here on this cold miserable day.
People who passed me thought that i was foolish, hoping for some sheer luck,
that my one true love would return to my arms.
So i sit here now, wondering will it come true?
that wish i had longed to see you.
Or was it all some dream that came from the blue?
so now when i look up in the big mass of blue
the blue that sort of resembled my love to you.
The love that would remain unspoiled and true.
Like the purest of water, under the soft pale moon,
I gazed upon it with great hope and great wonder.
Of seeing you, seeing you, my true love once more.
Years have gone by, and I still have not forgotten you.
So once more, I sit and ponder the thought of you.
The thought of you and your luscious green eyes
you and your eyes so warm, tender, and true.
fills me up with tears, and makes me want to cry
to cry so hard, so hard, so hard, and then to die.
To die of sorrow, to die of grief, to die of a painful loss.
The painful loss of my beloved one, the one to whom i care for.
((to be continued))